Category : Self Promotion
The odd thing about looking at the below list of moves is that it leaves me realizing how many places I *haven’t* lived and makes me feel like I’m probably missing out on a lot of residence-oriented experiences. And that I should maybe try out some more options. 2009 – Moved from Mission Viejo (by
And I’m now really tired of carrying stuff. Big thx out to DLF and DDF/DLF-Prime (whatever she’s going by these days). It was, actually, better than being at work for the last three days. Huh. And as a result of the move $1,150 cash will be falling from the ceiling of my new bedroom every
He had it coming, though. One of those mean yellow ones. You know. For trying to steal food out of my hand. Â Slink away, buddy. bkd
It’s been about 2.5 years now since I left The City after an unfortunate eight-month stint. Before I completely forget what it was like, wanted to (screw it, I go now): Good: All you have to do is leave your apartment and it feels like you’re doing something. Having “famous places” become part of your
As if I’ve ever made a list before. The list is kind of restricted to stuff I feel like I control well enough to make happen also. Just FWIW. The three-month, 15,000-mile road trip. Become functionally fluent in at least one more language. Spend at least a(nother) year living in a foreign country. Get five
I mean, think about it, there have only ever been, in the whole history of humanity, 255 people who have ever scored higher playing guitar on Gouge Away on the XBox 360 version of Rock Band than me. I rule. bkd
Because my life-goal is to take up every hobby on Earth for a good, solid six-week period. Anyway, here’s me and my new, non-robotic best friend (I have a weird-looking chin now apparently): Here are the vitals: Everything: 2006 vintage. Shimano Dura-Ace components (9×2 gearing). Carbon front fork, seat post (Easton). Mavic Ksyrium (no, not
For instance: “So where are you living now?” “Orange County” “Wow! Do you just love it out there?” “Uh… What kind of answer are you expecting? Like, do you want a real one, or should I just say ‘yes’?” [Brief hesitation.] “A real one, of course.” “Huh. So I was pretty miserable in New York,
Because there were a few of them after all… Water coming out brown the first time I tried to take a bath in-country. Trying not to look at magazine stands. Observing Hamilton teaching Leuzinger how to say “Don’t bend over to pick up the soap.” Geschwister Böhme in Groitzsch. Driving Brigham home, turning left on
I’m not quite house-hunting yet, but watching the prices here in Orange County keep on falling is making me think I could start looking in another six months or so. So for the sake of posterity, here’s what I’m going to be looking for: No speed bumps between the house and the main street. Yes,